Chapter Eighty-Four: Love Is the Fart of Life
Zhou An glanced at the caller ID, it was Liu Fei's phone. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Put through.
"Boss, are you at the airport?"
Liu Fei asked breathlessly.
"Ah, what's wrong?"
"Wait, Chao'er and I will go over soon, we have decided, go with you. β
Liu Fei said hurriedly.
The two of them, who were classmates with Li Yifei before, were both invited.
However, the two of them and Zhou An shared the same hatred, and they both expressed their intention not to participate.
Now, however, it is a temporary change of mind.
"Boss, the woman is gone, it doesn't matter, isn't there a brother left?"
"If you want to make trouble at his wedding, we will accompany you and turn him upside down!"
In the earpiece, Wang Chao's voice also sounded.
Hearing this, the corners of Zhou An's mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.
I have signed a confidentiality agreement, and I have never disclosed any information about Li Yifei's family history and Tang Lian's true identity to them.
So, in their eyes......
This is probably the sad part of a man who has failed in a relationship and goes to the wedding of his ex-girlfriend and the rich second generation.
"Okay, come on. β
Zhou An said with a smile, and then hung up the phone.
Not much.
The two hurried over.
Seeing the outfits of the two of them, Zhou An's eyes couldn't help but be slightly dull.
Both of them, both are white T-shirts, jeans, and cargo shoes.
It's just that the pattern on the T-shirt is a photo of Zhou An and Tang Lian before, which was printed in color.
In that pattern, Zhou An's eyes were green, and Tang Lian's smile was like a flower.
Although it is not as clear as the real photo, as long as you know the two people, you can recognize them at a glance.
And on the back, there is a sentence written -
Love is nothing but the fart of life.
The two of them laughed, but their eyes were a little nervous.
But it was not because many people were watching, but because they were looking at Zhou An's face.
"How's the clothes?"
"We're going to smash the field. β
Wang Chao said softly.
Looking at the two of them, Zhou Anxin couldn't help but feel an inexplicable emotion.
"Silly beep!"
Zhou An scolded with a smile.
When he was in college, Zhou An's 722 dormitory was a little demonic in terms of overall temperament.
To put it mildly, it's wonderful.
To put it mildly, it's stupid.
To this day, the deeds of several people in the school are probably still circulating.
For example, Wang Chao.
One day I had a nervous moment, holding up a sign and playing the role of a beggar on the main road with the largest traffic in the school.
The sign said, "Give me a girlfriend, or give me five cents." β
In the end, I harvested twenty-three yuan and five cents, and bought a pack of cigarettes for everyone to smoke.
For example, Liu Fei.
Once on Valentine's Day, I paid out of my own pocket, wholesaled a bunch of Durex, walked on the street, and sent it when I saw a girl.
At the same time, it will send good wishes: "Hello, I wish you good luck and pay attention to safety." β
I almost didn't get caught by the police.
Probably, this is also the reason why neither of them has a girlfriend so far.
In all fairness, if Zhou An hadn't saved Tang Lian's life, it is estimated that he would have been single for four years.
Some say they're mavericks.
Some say they're pampering.
Some say they are beam-jumping clowns.
However, the four of them never really paid attention.
The values of the four people in the dormitory are highly consistent.
Isn't life just about playing?
Love is nothing but the fart of life!
β¦β¦
Now.
The two of them have attracted the attention of many people, and everyone is talking about it.
Two women in red cheongsams walked over quickly.
They seem to be the organizers of Li Yifei's wedding, and Zhou An has also seen them when they received air tickets before.
"Sir, what are you?"
The two asked politely.
They didn't want to offend Li Yifei's guests, but they were also afraid that the three of them would deliberately make some trouble.
Zhou An smiled faintly: "You can take this photo and consult Li Yifei's opinion, I think, he will not have an opinion." β
Seeing Zhou An's calm and calm appearance, the two of them couldn't figure out the number of roads for a while.
There was silence for a while.
"Zhou An!"
At this moment, a man's voice quietly sounded.
He was dressed in a royal blue suit, looking mature and atmospheric, with a flat head and bright eyes.
He strode over.
"Zhou An, are you so interesting?"
"Everyone has their own choice, since she chose Li Yifei, why should you do this?"
"After all, this is Li Yifei's home field, you can not come. But since you're here, at least you have to have the necessary respect, right?"
Zhou quietly looked at him.
Zhou An also knows this person.
is the former vice president of the student union, and it seems to be called Yang Guang.
He and Li Yifei are very good friends.
Saying that, Yang Guang looked at the two of them, frowned, and said, "You guys, change your clothes." β
"You're all so old, can you stop being so naΓ―ve?"
"Wang Chao, are you still writing your novel?"
"Zhou An, you haven't officially compiled yet, have you?"
"Liu Fei, I know that you work in Director Pang's law firm, and I happen to know him too, so I'll give him a call. β
Yang Guang came over one by one, with a tone of hatred that iron is not steel.
After graduating from university, he was admitted to the civil service.
Now working in the municipal party committee, although he is just an ordinary clerk, in the eyes of outsiders, being able to enter that courtyard is a glittering qualification.
Just now in the group of classmates, I also received a lot of compliments.
For Zhou An and the others, he has always looked down on them extremely much.
Society has a system of rules with strong laws.
The poor and the rich, the powerful and the small people, although they live in the same world and breathe the same air, they are definitely not the same kind of life, even the water they drink and the food they eat are different.
If you want to live an upper-class life, you must obey the rules, listen to discipline, even if you grovel, you must grit your teeth, take one step at a time, and climb up.
As long as one day, if you can climb the stairs, even if it is just a small hill, you can have the power to dominate and even control others.
It's called scenery.
Like Zhou An, their nonsense is completely stupid.
Hearing his words, Zhou An still had a faint smile on his face.
"Okay, you can fight. β
"Liu Fei, quickly tell him the phone number of your director. β
"Oh yes, do you want to tell you my leader's phone number? Do you want Lin Yang's phone number? Or Ji Ping's phone number?"
Zhou An said casually.
There are always such people in this world.
By suppressing and ridiculing others, he shows his proud sense of superiority.
For this kind of person, just one word, shy!
Seeing Zhou An's fearless appearance, Yang Guang's eyes changed slightly.
I had a vague sense in my mind that something seemed to be wrong.
"Yang Guang. β
Another boy spoke aloud and walked over quickly.
He attached it to Yang Guang's ear and said a few words softly.
Zhou An's identity as an Internet police god and the huge sensation caused on Weibo are known to many students.
Hearing this, Yang Guang's pupils shrank suddenly.
His face was gloomy, and he felt that his skin was slightly hot.
He didn't expect that Zhou An would be so famous.
But he insisted on saying, "So what?"
"It's just a little cleverness, and it can't be on the stage. β
"What is an influencer?"
Zhou An looked at him silently, shook his head and smiled.
Zhou An wanted to say something, but at this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a person walking not far away, and he made up his mind.
Fists are still more powerful than words.
So Zhou An stretched out his hand, clenched his fingers into a fist, and hit Yang Guang's head fiercely.
"Beat up!"